Highest ranking : #1 in spiritual on 24.2.2018, 24.4.2018 & 4. 5.2018 #2 in spiritual on 14.10.2017 & 11.11.2017 #3 in spiritual on 11.10.2017 , 15.10.2017 & 7.11.2017 #4 in spiritual on 18.10.2017 #5 in spiritual on 8.10.2017 "What is wrong Amaan?" Haya asked in a concerned tone.. He stared at her for few seconds and then replied "I talked to Daila" "Did..did you?" She stuttered and he nodded "So..So now?" Haya asked "Now...Haya kareem" Amaan said and walked towards her with a dangerous glare on his face "Never ever show me your face again" Amaan said in a monotone "What?" Haya yelled "You don't deserve to be a friend" He said, his jaw clenched and his gaze piercing holes in her body... "Bu..But what did i do?" Haya was on verge of tears.. What had she done to deserve Amaan's hatred? "I hate you Haya!! I hate you!!" He semi yelled and left ♡☆♡☆♡☆♡ TRUST...Just 5 letters but very rare.. Its important in every relationship, be it friendship or love...But What happens when this very combination of letters is missing?It destroys relationships!!! ♡☆♡☆♡☆♡ Click on 'read' to meet Haya kareem and Amaan syed...the childhood friends turned enemies.. NOTE: This story does not represent Islam. The characters are muslims but they are not the perfect muslims. So don't judge Islam based on this book

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I don't know how to give detail of my book but there are just small thoughts on every page u will turn to . Read them and decide urself, Hope so u find these encouraging u. if u r depressed , happy or whatever u mood is just try them. I just want you to enjoy these Happy reading 😍😍 Also one very important thing we often look for completed books but sorry to disappoint this book would never be completed As every chapter has it's own end you might read it forever like life never stops🥰 I think you would feel content when you will read

In this book i would like to express feelings This book contain shayris Hope u all enjoy ❤❤❤❤❤❤

"ایک خوبصورت دنیا جہاں جھوٹے سپنوں کی سچی دنیا بستی ہے میری ۔۔ " مجھے یہ کہانی اس لئے خاص لگتی ہے کیونکہ اس میں اک زندگی قید ہے وہ زندگی جو بنا پنکھ کے اڑنا چاہتی ہے بنا آواز کے بولنا چاہتی ہے.... "الطريق الصعب " اک مشکل راستہ..... حالانکہ ہمارے پاس صراط المستقیم اک سیدھا سچا راستہ موجود ہے پھر بھی ہم خود اسے اپنے لئے مشکل راسته بنا دیتے ہیں، کبھی راستہ بھٹک کے گمراہ ہو کر اور کبھی مایوسیوں کے اندھیروں میں گِھر کر.. اُس کی ذات سے دور ناامید ہو کے ہم اُسے بھولنے لگتے ہیں لیکن وہ ہمیشہ ہمیں اپنے ہونے کا احساس کرواتا رہتا ہے کےدیکھو میں ہوں ساتھ...یہ کہانی شاید ان لوگوں کی ہے جو خواب تو دیکھتے ہیں پر ان پر یقین نہیں رکھتے،یہ کہانی خیال سے خواب اور خواب سے خواہش تک کی بھی ہے، وہ خواہشیں جو ہوتی تو ہماری ہیں پر انہیں پورا کرنے کیلئے کسی اور کو بھیج دیا جاتا ہے... ~~~~☆ ☆ ☆~~~~

"But I'm your-" "I'm your what?!" He cut her off. She flinched at the acidity in his voice. "My wife?" He scoffed inching in on her until he was arms length. His eyes bored into the depths of her soul. He slurred the words with venom dripping from his tone. "You're only a signed contract, nothing more!" * * * "What's that shit doing on your face? you better remove it! you can't be walking on the streets of Chicago wearing that, this isn't your filthy Pakistan!" he ruthlessly spoke with disgust. "You mean my veil?" She questioned with fear placing a hand on her Niqab. "If it isn't obvious" "Please, don't call it that, it's my veil, my identity" "I'm sorry what?" "I can't remove it Saahir, p-please don't make me do this, its a part of me" she begged on the verge of tears. "I said take it off!" He yelled in a deep menacing voice and pulled it off her face throwing it mercilessly on the floor. Fresh tears pooled from her eyes Frustration built through him. He grabbed her shoulder and forcefully dragged her pushing her onto the floor. The floor hit Meeza harder than she had expected. "Oww" she yowled as the pain shot through her shoulder. Highest rank #1 IN SPIRITUAL Always in the top 15 Alhamdulillah #notyouraverageclichèbook. First published on 4th February 2018

Tears are a sacred link between the heart and soul. They are not the omen of weakness, but a sign of power. They speak more eloquently than thousands of tongues and speak in lengths, no other language can reach. They speak beyond the true boundaries of love and hate, for, these two are such strong words that they can melt hearts but at the same time, can initiate storms and hurricanes of destruction. ~.~.~.~ Her tears narrated stories, her lips were afraid to speak of. She begged for justice and she begged for freedom from the pain she was enduring. But lamentably, life failed at giving her all that. Could only death grant her all that she begged for? Cover by @tentimileyin 2018 Copyright © all legal rights belong to @oluwatimileyin11™ This material may not published, rewritten, copied and translated without my consent. ||81 in generalfiction||-2nd of August, 2018.